At almost ten o'clock in the evening, Yin Haitian was finally pushed out of the operating room, and the whole person was no different from a mummy, only an oxygen tube was inserted in his nostrils, and everything else was wrapped.

Because the effect of general anesthesia has not yet passed, Yin Haitian doesn't know what his current situation is.

Zhuo Qingyan looked at Yin Haitian who was pushed out, and pounced on it at that time, fortunately, Yin Zhongquan was quickly stopped, otherwise Zhuo Qingyan's body pounced on Yin Haitian's body, and Yin Haitian estimated that he would wake up in pain instantly.

"The patient can't eat anything during this time, only nutritional injections, and the wound is easily infected, so the patient's family members should visit the patient as little as possible."

"Doctor, let's transfer it to the sterile warehouse." Yin Zhongquan is such a son, and now that he is like this, if there is anything else, he can't afford it, so he simply transferred to the sterile warehouse.

"The sterile compartment is still unnecessary, as long as you pay more attention." Doctor, no matter who you are, it is the same in front of him, he definitely doesn't need to say what he thinks is necessary, he doesn't think it's necessary, and he doesn't have to waste it, so the doctor is kind enough to remind him.

"What's unnecessary, what kind of doctor are you? Are we afraid that we can't afford to pay for it? "Where does Zhuo Qingyan know so much, anyway, in her eyes, Yin Haitian is the most important, no matter what, she wants the best.

The doctor was helpless, and his good intentions were all regarded as donkey liver and lungs, anyway, he didn't pay for it, and if he wanted to turn it around, it would be better.

After transferring to the sterile warehouse, Zhuo Qingyan regretted it a little. Because the sterile compartment does not allow people to visit.

Yin Haitian is good or bad, you have to ask the doctor, Zhuo Qingyan feels so sorry for Yin Haitian, but he can't stay by his side at this time, that kind of mood can be imagined.

Thinking that it was all for Yin Haitian, Zhuo Qingyan couldn't bear it by himself.

The couple thought that this matter would be over as long as Yin Haitian was in good health, but where did they think that the real sequelae had just begun.

Early the next morning, the headlines of the major newspapers in Jinhai City were all about Yin Haitian's admission to the hospital.

The attached pictures include Yin Haitian's hands-on surgery before and after surgery, as well as Yin Tongtong's follow-up to Yin Haitian's poor and scolded by Yin Haitian and carrying a thermos bottle to the hospital, but Zhuo Qingyan glared at him.

Even the photo of Zhuo Qingyan scolding the doctor is there, and each photo has an independent interpretation.

Yin's stock is also like a roller coaster, just rising to the highest point, and then falling again.

Yin's is not big or small, it is a listed company, and it is normal to be on the news occasionally, but it makes headlines like this, and it makes such a big fuss, you can see that someone is behind it.

And where does Yin Zhongquan have time now, whether he is manipulated or not.

The stock fell again and again, and all the directors of the company called for an emergency meeting.

Yin Zhongquan sat in the chief seat, with a sad face, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Mr. Yin, the stock will fall so badly this time, it's all because of your family affairs, it's impossible to let us follow you to the funeral, you have to come up with a solution to this matter." One of the directors spoke very clearly, and the other directors also chimed in.

These people are like this, when they have money, they are polite, smiling, and when they want to pay, they turn their faces faster than turning a book, if they want to get some benefits from them, there are only three words, impossible.